Hello.
I'm back.
I had a bad week.
which I don't feel like getting into
for I'll have a tussle with my brain again.
And we don't need Lizzy getting into that.
I had a major breakdown today
Sobbing, Choking, screaming, the works.
I almost killed myself.
I know, it's terrible.
Nicholas Is making me sit down
with my parents tomorrow
and tell them that I need help.
I'm feeling better,
I wrote a poem for the boy that saved me.
I don't know how to think.
I don't know how to speak.
I don't know how to breathe
or even how to blink.
I don't know how to laugh or cry
or lie in the grass and stare at the sky.
But there is one thing I know how to do
It's that I know how to love you.
I love you Nicholas,
my savior.
Ciao.
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2 comments:
it's not always easy to tell your parents things like that. that you're not coping, or you need help. well for me anyway. half because im stubborn and didnt want to need them to help myself, and half because i didnt want to disappoint them. it's the right thing to do though, because it's a massive right step in the direction of getting/feeling better. goodluck :)
thank you so much :D<3
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